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Linglong, who was comforting Zi'an, paused. She felt the wetness on her fingertips and her eyes gradually became darker.

Not painful, but very tempting.

She wrapped one arm around his waist and sat up, letting him sit astride her lap easily.

Zi'an cried out softly as he felt suspended in mid-air, and put his arms around her neck to steady himself.

Linglong didn't take her hand out of Zi'an's mouth. Zi'an moved and his tongue brushed across her fingertips.

The color of her eyes darkened and became increasingly dangerous. Linglong pulled her hand back, grabbed the back of Zi'an's neck and kissed him again.

This time the kiss was gentle and caring, making people fall in love with it.

Zi'an was moved and moved closer to Linglong, and his hands began to become restless.

But the next moment, Linglong's eyes, which were full of affection, suddenly turned cold. She quickly straightened Zi'an's clothes, hugged him and disappeared into the carriage.

boom--

The moment she disappeared, the pressure from the Nascent Soul Stage descended, crushing the carriage and the horses to pieces, with snowflakes, dust, and blood foam flying several feet high.

Because it was a sudden attack, Ming Si and Shang Qiaoshan who were beside the carriage were still slightly injured. Fortunately, they were close and reacted quickly to protect Yi Fu, Yi Zhi and Yi Yun, who had low cultivation levels.

However, the guards in the Princess Mansion who only had internal strength were not so lucky. They were shocked to death by the pressure without even having a chance to speak.

In the dark night, a figure in black stood in mid-air, looking down at the tragic scene below with disdain.

That's it? The heir of the Nanling Emperor? He didn't even scream. What a waste! She could crush him with just one finger.

While she was still feeling complacent, a powerful and overbearing pressure came directly towards her Nascent Soul.

Her face hidden under the black cloth turned pale, and fear made her want to escape, but it was too late.

A sword energy passed through his back, and pounced -

Blood spilled.

Immediately afterwards, a white hand penetrated her sea of ​​consciousness, grabbed her Nascent Soul, and pulled it out.

"what--!"

Screams swept through the air, and a black shadow fell from mid-air.

Behind her was a woman in red with a ghost mask on her face, holding a small human figure in her hand.

thump--

The man in black fell to the ground, but she did not die, which showed that the person who hurt her did not want her to die so soon.

She covered her chest and coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. When she was about to sit up to see who hurt her, she saw a piece of gold-embroidered robe.

Looking upwards, a lifelike phoenix spreads its wings and is about to fly on the scarlet robe.

This is the gorgeous dress of Princess Nanling.

As this thought came to her mind, the black-clothed man's pupils trembled violently and she looked up suddenly. Right in front of her was a pair of beautiful people, one standing and one sitting. They were the Princess Nanling and the Princess's husband, who were supposed to be in the carriage.

In front of them, a woman in red was kneeling on one knee, holding her Nascent Soul in her hand.

Linglong stood with her hands behind her back, glanced at the struggling Nascent Soul in Longwei's hand, and said with her thin lips: "Break it, take the soul back to the Five Realms Criminal Law Hall."

A milky white half-moon jade pendant appeared out of thin air in front of the woman in red. She said in a cold voice, "Notify the law enforcers of the five domains. Add one more rule to the laws of cultivators in the Mortal Domain. If a cultivator bullies the weak and kills mortals without reason, once verified by the five domains, Zhuo Yu Hall will arrest him and bring him back to the clan. The law enforcers will convict and judge him according to the law."

The woman in red said in a cold and respectful voice, "Yes." She then reached out and took the jade pendant.

When this news came out, those who were not stunned were all shocked.

Who exactly is their Princess Royal?

Of course, these people do not include Zi'an, Ming Si, and Shang Qiaoshan.

The man in black was also horrified and wanted to beg for mercy, but it was too late.

As soon as Lady Nanling finished speaking, the Nascent Soul wrapped in black energy in the hands of the woman in red suddenly snapped.

puff……

The man in black's eyes were bloodshot, and the pain of her soul being torn apart made her eyes go dark and she fainted.

Zi'an didn't say anything, but stared at the kneeling woman in red. The aura from her was familiar and dangerous.

Youxue jumped into Zi'an's arms and looked at the disappearing woman in red, her heart tightening.

It turned out that the master's Longwei was transformed from the master's demonic energy, and it was demonic energy that had come alive.

Crazy, crazy!

The demons that have been given life can absorb evil thoughts and bad ideas as nutrients to grow. If their strength exceeds that of the main body, they can devour the main body.

Zi'an saw Youxue's worried look, and his heart sank. He clenched his hands quietly under his wide sleeves.

Linglong threw a bottle of pills to Ming Si, whose breath was unstable, and said, "Distribute it."

Ming Si raised his hand to take the pill: "Thank you, Master."

Linglong threw Youxue to Mingsi, bent down and picked up Zi'an who was still in deep thought, and disappeared on the spot.

He appeared again in a distinctive room.

Seeing Zi'an's face turn pale and his brows frown, he reached out to feel his pulse.

With his wrist held, Zi'an looked up at her and asked word by word, "Sister, who was the person wearing the mask just now?"

Linglong lowered her eyes to meet Zi'an's frightened black pupils, and her red lips opened and closed: "That is my evil thought! In short, that is my inner demon! Are you afraid?"

Zi'an's pupils shrank, but he shook his head subconsciously and tightened his grip on Linglong's hand: "Don't be afraid, An'an, it's just my sister, will it affect you?"

I too had inner demons, and I couldn't control that bloodlust at all.

He didn't want Linglong to become a bloodthirsty person.

Knowing what he was thinking, Linglong easily broke free and held Zi'an's hand, feeling his pulse: "No, I am the master, they are my creations, I can separate them and destroy them."

Demons are born from thoughts, and if they are destroyed, she will be heartless. Therefore, her chance to become a god is to destroy demons.

Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that. Linglong's words were worth a thousand gold, and he would not lie to her.

Seeing Zi'an's actions, Linglong's heart softened. She withdrew her hand, stood up and straightened his messy hair. She said in a gentle voice, "My little husband, if you have anything in the future, you can ask me directly. Don't let your imagination run wild and make yourself angry."

Zi'an's heart was at rest. When he heard Linglong's name, his cheeks turned red and he nodded: "Okay, An'an will remember it."

Seeing his shy and delicate lips curved, Qingyue's voice became more gentle: "Guan'an, I'll take care of things on the side, you play here for a while, if you are tired, take a rest, my wife will come to pick you up soon."

Zian nodded obediently: "Yes."

Linglong pinched his face, and instead of leaving the room, walked towards the window frame.

Her fingertips brushed across a row of beads on the window frame, and when she saw them emitting a faint halo, she returned to Zi'an.

He took out a plate of spiritual fruits from the space and placed it next to Zi'an. "Are you hungry? Eat some fruits first."

Zi'an shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry yet." Although he said that, he still obediently took a red fruit and sniffed it.

Then his eyes lit up and he put one into his mouth.

Sweet and refreshing, the juice flows from the throat into every part of the body along with a sense of spiritual energy.

Sure enough, the things his sister gave him were never ordinary things.

Thinking of Linglong's order just now, he swallowed the fruit pulp in his mouth, looked at Linglong who was making tea, and asked: "Sister, you don't plan to hide your identity? Sister plans to make the Five Realms a check and balance for the cultivators in the Mortal Realm, right? Sister knows the identity of that Nascent Soul cultivator, right?"